I am so fucking pissy right now. It's not any one particular thing, it's just everything in general, and hormones in particular.
I am pissy about money. I know there are those on my flist in direr financial straits than me right now, but too bad, I'm pissy about money anyway. Money is tight and gets tighter all the time. I thought it was looking reasonably kind of okay, until I opened the latest home insurance bill and was shocked to see that it's like $900. Sure, Brian has to pay half of that, but that's still $450 that I ain't got. Plus I still have not bought my plane tickets for the moms' gathering in Kansas City in August, and that's going to be another $400 that I ain't got. (And don't get me started on the rant about charging full fare for a 2-year-old.) I am pissy about the fact, which I just read another article about recently, that the cost of living (including rent/mortgage, gasoline, milk, and other such necessities) has been growing at a MUCH faster rate than the average worker salary in the US.
I am pissy about Isaac's behavior tonight and my reaction thereto. Sorry, person who used to enjoy posting here anonymously to tell me what a horrible person I am, but you are now banned and shall have to get your schadenfreude elsewhere. Isaac was a terror tonight and I was a bad bad mama. I yelled and scolded and said many bad words. I made a 2-year-old cry because I am such a terrible person. Or, wait! Let's think reasonably for a moment, please, anonymous asshole who for some reason enjoys reading the LJs of people he thinks are despicable! Let's consider for a moment that perhaps five days in a row of hot sweaty weather, coupled with financial worries and PMSy hormones and a 2-year-old being, well, 2, might make any woman do things she otherwise wouldn't. Yes, any woman, anonymous troll, even your sainted mother (who I hear is so loose she has to glue her tampons in so they won't fall out), might react poorly to that combination of factors, and might indeed let loose a torrent of f-words on your benighted little head, you, the adorable, innocent, yet unmarred by the cruel realities of life, apple of the said saint's eye, as you stood there befuddledly thinking, "why is mama yelling at me?" Because you are there, my beloved, my sweetheart; because you are there, and because mama is pissy, and because you just spilled your yogurt on the floor. On purpose.
I am pissy about political conditions in this country, which continue to shock and terrify. In particular I am pissy about the U.S. Supreme Court ruling from today which states that police departments are not required to protect you from someone you have a restraining order against. WHAT THE FUCK IS A RESTRAINING ORDER FOR THEN, YOU ASSHOLES?
*deep breaths*
OK. I am pissy. I shouldn't be posting. I go away now.
P.S. Do not for ONE minute think that the semi-humorous nature of this post, or of the usericon associated therewith, means that my anger isn't for real, means that you can laugh at my anger. I may be typing about it in humorous fashion, but I Am Not Amused.
I am pissy about money. I know there are those on my flist in direr financial straits than me right now, but too bad, I'm pissy about money anyway. Money is tight and gets tighter all the time. I thought it was looking reasonably kind of okay, until I opened the latest home insurance bill and was shocked to see that it's like $900. Sure, Brian has to pay half of that, but that's still $450 that I ain't got. Plus I still have not bought my plane tickets for the moms' gathering in Kansas City in August, and that's going to be another $400 that I ain't got. (And don't get me started on the rant about charging full fare for a 2-year-old.) I am pissy about the fact, which I just read another article about recently, that the cost of living (including rent/mortgage, gasoline, milk, and other such necessities) has been growing at a MUCH faster rate than the average worker salary in the US.
I am pissy about Isaac's behavior tonight and my reaction thereto. Sorry, person who used to enjoy posting here anonymously to tell me what a horrible person I am, but you are now banned and shall have to get your schadenfreude elsewhere. Isaac was a terror tonight and I was a bad bad mama. I yelled and scolded and said many bad words. I made a 2-year-old cry because I am such a terrible person. Or, wait! Let's think reasonably for a moment, please, anonymous asshole who for some reason enjoys reading the LJs of people he thinks are despicable! Let's consider for a moment that perhaps five days in a row of hot sweaty weather, coupled with financial worries and PMSy hormones and a 2-year-old being, well, 2, might make any woman do things she otherwise wouldn't. Yes, any woman, anonymous troll, even your sainted mother (who I hear is so loose she has to glue her tampons in so they won't fall out), might react poorly to that combination of factors, and might indeed let loose a torrent of f-words on your benighted little head, you, the adorable, innocent, yet unmarred by the cruel realities of life, apple of the said saint's eye, as you stood there befuddledly thinking, "why is mama yelling at me?" Because you are there, my beloved, my sweetheart; because you are there, and because mama is pissy, and because you just spilled your yogurt on the floor. On purpose.
I am pissy about political conditions in this country, which continue to shock and terrify. In particular I am pissy about the U.S. Supreme Court ruling from today which states that police departments are not required to protect you from someone you have a restraining order against. WHAT THE FUCK IS A RESTRAINING ORDER FOR THEN, YOU ASSHOLES?
*deep breaths*
OK. I am pissy. I shouldn't be posting. I go away now.
P.S. Do not for ONE minute think that the semi-humorous nature of this post, or of the usericon associated therewith, means that my anger isn't for real, means that you can laugh at my anger. I may be typing about it in humorous fashion, but I Am Not Amused.
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Date: 2005-06-28 02:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 02:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 03:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 04:59 am (UTC)And to whatever smelly little smear thinks it's wise to taunt someone I love: I hope you spontaneously combust on live TV.
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Date: 2005-06-28 05:22 am (UTC)If I had a 2-year-old, I'd probably be screaming my head off at him right now.
You're a great mom...don't let this one day get you down. :)
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Date: 2005-06-28 01:20 pm (UTC)kids
Date: 2005-06-28 01:37 pm (UTC)The Supreme Court ruling - arghh. I was an attorney in domestic relations for Legal Aid 25 years ago and I had hoped things had changed.
disagree
Date: 2005-06-28 01:45 pm (UTC)Re: disagree
Date: 2005-06-28 01:54 pm (UTC)mellowharsh.